God Knows I'm Good
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David Bowie: Vocals, Guitar, Stylophone
Rick Wakeman: Keyboards
Terry Cox: Drums
Tim Renwick: Guitar
Keith Christmas: Guitar

(Bowie)

I was walking through the counters
of a national concern
And a cash machine was spitting by my
shoulder.
And I saw the multitude of faces, honest,
rich and clean
As the merchandise exchanged and money
roared.
And a woman hot with worry
slyly slipped a tin of stewing steak
Into the paper bag at her side.
And her face was white with fear
in case her actions were observed
So she closed her eyes to keep her
conscience blind.

Crying
"God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God may look the other way today.

God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God may look the other way today."

Then she moved toward the exit
clutching tightly at her paper bag.
Perspiration trickled down her forehead.
And her heart it leapt inside her
as the handlaid on her shoulder,
She was led away bewildered and amazed.
Through her deafened ears
the cash machines were shrieking on the
counter

As her escort asked her softly for her name.
And a crowd of honest people
rushed to help a tired old lady
Who had fainted to the whirling wooden
floor.

Crying
"God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
Surely God won't look the other way.

God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
Surely God won't look the other way."
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все-таки Space Oddity бессмертный диск. И, наверное, лучший у него. Что заставило GQ определить Pin Ups в список Зе Бест Дискс?? Вероятно, страх, что указание на Space Oddity вконец сделает их "не просто журналом для мужчин"))
В колонках играет: David Bowie - God Knows I'm Good

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God Knows I'm Good
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David Bowie: Vocals, Guitar, Stylophone
Rick Wakeman: Keyboards
Terry Cox: Drums
Tim Renwick: Guitar
Keith Christmas: Guitar

(Bowie)

I was walking through the counters
of a national concern
And a cash machine was spitting by my
shoulder.
And I saw the multitude of faces, honest,
rich and clean
As the merchandise exchanged and money
roared.
And a woman hot with worry
slyly slipped a tin of stewing steak
Into the paper bag at her side.
And her face was white with fear
in case her actions were observed
So she closed her eyes to keep her
conscience blind.

Crying
"God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God may look the other way today.

God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God may look the other way today."

Then she moved toward the exit
clutching tightly at her paper bag.
Perspiration trickled down her forehead.
And her heart it leapt inside her
as the handlaid on her shoulder,
She was led away bewildered and amazed.
Through her deafened ears
the cash machines were shrieking on the
counter

As her escort asked her softly for her name.
And a crowd of honest people
rushed to help a tired old lady
Who had fainted to the whirling wooden
floor.

Crying
"God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
Surely God won't look the other way.

God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
God knows I'm good,
Surely God won't look the other way."
____________________________________
все-таки Space Oddity бессмертный диск. И, наверное, лучший у него. Что заставило GQ определить Pin Ups в список Зе Бест Дискс?? Вероятно, страх, что указание на Space Oddity вконец сделает их "не просто журналом для мужчин"))
В колонках играет: David Bowie - God Knows I'm Good

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любимую мою песню Cause I Luv You они пометили таинственным "Slade" в качестве исполнителя... И я так и не узнаю, Джонатан ли ее поет.
Что ж, будем искать саундтрек)))
В колонках играет: David Bowie - Space Oddity

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они даже не сказали Дэви спасибо, хотя бы за название... Но мы решили, что все-таки сказали. По своему. Скорее всего после сьемок режиссер со лучшей частью актерского состава пришел к нему и сказал: "Прости, чувак, за такой стеб и т.п. Выбирай, вобщем, кто тебе больше нравится. А хочешь - всех бери". И обида прошла. А группа Placebo уже свое получила. Как старые знакомые и Любимые Музыканты Д.Б.

Ziggy Stardust
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(Bowie)

Ziggy played guitar,
jamming good with Weird and Gilly
The spiders from Mars.
He played it left hand,
But made it too far,
Became the special man,
then we were Ziggy's band.

Ziggy really sang,
screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan,
he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man,
well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while
the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and
should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time,
living us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass,
he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but
boy could he play guitar.

Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band.
В колонках играет: David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
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я посмотрела ВГ. Слов нет. О Любви вам расскажет моя гитара...

Velvet Goldmine

You got crazy legs, you got amazin' head
You got rings on your fingers and your hair's hot red
You got the width of my tongue name on the sun
I clutch you close to my breast
Cause you're the only one, who uses school to pleasure

You make me act real gone, you make me troll along
I had to ravish your capsule, suck you dry
Feel the teeth in your bones, heal ya head with my own
Why if I don't have you whole, is that your final love?
Here all together

CHORUS
Velvet goldmine, you stroke me like the rain
Snake it, take it, panther princess you must stay
Velvet goldmine, naked on your chain
I'll be your king volcano right for you again and again
My velvet goldmine

You're my taste, my trip, I'll be your master zip
I'll chop your hair off for kicks, you'll make me jump to my feet
So you'll give me your hand, give me your sound
Let my sea wash your face, I'm falling, I can't stand
Oooh! Clutch your makeup!

CHORUS

Oh
Shoot you down, bang bang

CHORUS

(hum) Velvet Goldmine (repeat)
В колонках играет: David Bowie - Velvet Goldmine

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биография кубинского писателя-гомосексуалиста...
крохотная роль Шона Пенна - "У меня шесть братьев. Самый старший ушел к повстанцам. Потом воторой... ушел к повстанцам. Я третий. Я не ушел к повстанцам".
прекрасный актер Хавьер Бардем, хорошо, что Голливуд не закабалил его.
Оливье Мартинес - straight с внешностью андрогина, полный бесполой сексуальности...
и Джонни Депп в двух совершенно разных (хотя...) ролях: тюремная богиня Бон-Бон с бездонной прямой кишкой и чекист-изверг, приводящий подследственных в экстаз...
создается впечатление, что мне бы понравилось на Кубе в пятидесятые))

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по-моему, очень слажали. Во-первых, с графикой и эффектами, которых тупо нет.
во-вторых, потеряли дух произведения... болезненный, страшный и мистический дух, самое дорогое у Михаила Афанасьевича... в белом плаще с кровавым подбоем... всадник Понтий Пилат... яду мне, яду... флибустьер в Караибском море... и все, все остальное, столь милое сердцу.
В-третьих, актеры. Они же все СТАРИКИ!!! это не фильм, а какой-то дом престарелых... И этот седой жуткий Мастер... Личные мыслеобразы они конечно да, но у Булгакова присутствуют ТОЧНЫЕ ОПИСАНИЯ героев!!! неужели нельзя было послушать автора и в этом, а не только слово в слово передавать диалоги (и безмерно этим гордиться...)
Кажется, им банально не хватило бабок.
Мне пока нравятся Иешуа, Иуда (заочно), Абдулов (но не Фагот...) и Азазелло (Филипенко - демон, я давно это знала)
И о... музыка Игоря Корнелюка... Oh God, как сказал бы Зафод Библброкс...

И еще. Та таинственная и странная православная мистика, то Таинство, которое было в книге - где оно?? почему оно заменено дешевой пошлой трэш-дьявольщиной??? почему у режиссера Бортко "Собачье сердце" было большим триллером, чем ММ???

иду спать и грезить о дорогом Дэвиде Боуи в роли Воланда... или Пилата - еще раз)
завтра будут лажать мой любимый эпизод с Варенухой-упырем и Римским...
В колонках играет: AFI - The Days Of The Phoenix
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я наконец-то добралась до Blair Witch Project. Страшно, конечно, только я бы низачто не поверила, что это реальные сьемки. впрочем, возможно, в Америке и есть такие свихнутые бабы, которые даже в момент смертельной опасности не выпускают из рук камеру.
счас буду догоняться "Ловцом снов"...

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любителям "Александра"
http://www.slashfiction.ru/newslash/story.php?story=578&page=1

хороший текст с интересной идеей
В колонках играет: Sting - Fragile

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Рисс, мой новый герой

я все-таки достала этот фильм...
В колонках играет: boa - FOOL

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I cant help it if I'm lucky...
If I were you, I'd be so depressed

- who in the Universe would bomb a publishing company??
- another publishing company...
В колонках играет: Douglas Adams - HGTTG Episode 07

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when I was walking up the stairs
I met a man who wasn't there
he wasn't there again today
I wish I wish he'd go away

mr. Gold is everywhere he takes care of everything

making the history of violence
В колонках играет: Marilyn Manson - The Horrible People

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восхищена и поражена силой таланта, страсти и страдания
thanks for Enduring love
thanks Wales for such loving, lovely actors

и мечты збудуцца

сколько раз я мечтала об этом...
мистер Мэрфи завтракает на Плутоне!!
Даррен, трепещи)))))))

...кто играет Армана в "Зорро"? Как они посмели так больно бить его по такому красивому лицу?!...
ВОИСТИНУ!
В колонках играет: Muse - Dark Shines

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Cygnet Committee
------------------------------------------------------------

David Bowie: Vocals, Guitar, Stylophone
Rick Wakeman: Keyboards
Terry Cox: Drums
Tim Renwick: Guitar
Keith Christmas: Guitar

(Bowie)

I bless you madly
Sadly as I tie my shoes.
I love you badly
Just in time, at times, I guess.
Because of you I need to rest,
Because it's you that sets the test.

So much has gone and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear,
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter.

"I gave Them life,
I gave Them all.
They drained my very soul...dry.
I crushed my heart to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there.
Nothing can They spare.
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts to be free?
Words of strength and care and sympathy.
I opened doors that would have blocked
Their way.
I braved Their cause to guide, for little pay.
I ravaged at my finance just for Those,
Those whose claims were steeped in
peace, tranquility.
Those who said a new world, new ways
ever free.
Those whose promises stretched in hope
and grace for me."

I bless you madly,
Sadly as I tie my shoes.
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess.
Because of You I need to rest, oh yea,
Because it's You that sets the test.

So much has gone and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and
God is just a word.

"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had.
Not of the best of men, but Ours.
We used him.
We let him use his powers.
We let him fill Our needs.
Now We are strong.

And the road is coming to its end.
Now the damned have no time to make
amends.
No purse of token fortune stands in Our
way.
The silent guns of love will blast the sky.

We broke the ruptured structure built of
age.
Our weapons were the tongues of crying
rage.
Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers,
Sons of dirt.

Infiltrated business cesspools,
Hating through Our sleeves,
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear,'
'Love Is All We Need,'
'Kick Out The Jams,'
'Kick Out Your Mother,'
'Cut Up Your Friend,'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In
the End,'

And We Know the Flag of Love is from
Above.
And We Can Force You to Be Free.
And We Can Force You to Believe."

And I close my eyes and tighten up my
brain,
For I once read a book in which the lovers
were slain,
For they knew not the words of the Free
States' refrain,

It said:

"I believe in the Power of Good.
I Believe in the State of Love.
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right.
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the
Right to be Right."

And I open my eyes to look around,
And I see a child laid slain on the ground.
As a love machine lumbers through
desolation rows,
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to
its command.
But not hearing anymore -
Not hearing anymore,
Just the shrieks from the old rich.

And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now',
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow.

And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live

We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

Live
Live
Live
В колонках играет: David Bowie - Cygnet Commitee

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мы потеряли Буна. Только он испачкался, похорошел, обрел некую личность, как вдруг...
мистер Зомерхальдер, че Вам в сериале не сиделось?!
В колонках играет: Gackt - Cube

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1. Домино. Кейра наконец-то вернулась к своему родному образу шикарной британской суки
2. Моего любимого Херли из "Затерянных" зовут Хьюго Реес. Гы.
3. МОЙ НОВЫЙ ТЕЛЕФОН ВЛАДЕЕТ НАВЫКАМИ ДИКТОФОНА!!!! И ТЕПЕРЬ У МЕНЯ НА ЗВОНКАХ СТОЯТ GACKT И THE SMITHS!!))
4. Играю в Delaware St.John. Почти Dark Fall. Я в восторге
5. Посмотрела "Тайну Империи". Рис-Майерс - воплощенный секс.
В колонках играет: Queen - The show must go on

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